Newcomer
By Dante
(Disclaimer: Smallville and all related characters are property of Warner Brothers and DC Comics. Alex Byers is not my creation, but my modification of his life is. Apologies to the true Ale X, you know I love ya, man!)
Chapter 1: New Beginnings
Jane Byers looked sadly at the face of the sleeping boy in the seat next to her. It had all been very hard on Alex. First Nick's addiction, then Josh moving away, and now this move. She had just decided that Paola held too many memories for them, and that Smallville was just a nice a place to raise a boy. She was worried about him, as well. He'd become increasingly quiet around her, as if there was constantly something on his mind, something bothering him. She loved her son, and she could tell that there was definitely something wrong.
The battered Ford Aerostar drove past the sign that proudly proclaimed "Welcome to Smallville! Meteor capital of the world." She looked around and saw that the main street was packed on this Sunday afternoon. Feeling the effects of the cross-state drive, she stopped in front of a shop called The Beanery and shut off the engine.
"Alex. Wake up, babe. We're here." She patted him as she got out of the van.
"Hrm…" The young man groaned sleepily, then stretched and opened his eyes, a hand flying to his face to shield it from the sun. Wearily, he opened his door and plopped his feet onto the street. He saw the young people gathered inside the shop and felt immediately self-conscious. This place is even more hickville than Paola was, he thought to himself. Most of the people he saw inside were dressed in your stereotype jeans, flannels, and work boots, while he sported skater jeans, his favorite Dragonball Z shirt, and well-battered Adidas Sambas.
"Well, at least there's coffee." He pulled on his wool cap and trudged inside. As he entered he drew a few looks, but didn't notice as he ended up giving a "oh wow" look of his own to a girl sitting near the back with a laptop in her hands. Maybe this town won't be as bad as I thought, he mused, just as he ran into a large something and fell flat on his butt.
"Sorry about that." A voice said as its owner reached a hand down to help him up. Alex took the hand and hopped up.
"No prob, man."
"You must be Alex."
Slightly stunned, Alex took a good look at the guy in front of him. He was wearing a clean pair of jeans and a bright red shirt, with an unruly mop of black hair atop his head.
"That's me, all right. How'd you know?"
"I'm Clark Kent. My mom's heading up the not-so-secret welcoming committee that's meeting around back right now. I guess your family is going to be moving in right around our farm, that's how she knows."
"Gotcha, gotcha. Well, cool. Anyway, I guess I'll, uh, see you at school then."
"I guess so."
Alex looked around one more time, and saw Jane coming back towards him.
"All right hon, I got my coffee. Let's get out to the new place and start unpacking."
"Right. Nice meeting you Clark."
Alex and Jane walked back out to their van, as Clark watched. Chloe momentarily looked up from her laptop and saw the contemplative look on her friend's face. She walked over to him and looked out the window to see the van pulling away.
"What's up, Clark?"
"Oh, nothing. I just met the new kid in town. Seems like a nice guy, but there's something odd about him."
"Then he ought to fit in just fine."
By Dante
(Disclaimer: Smallville and all related characters are property of Warner Brothers and DC Comics. Alex Byers is not my creation, but my modification of his life is. Apologies to the true Ale X, you know I love ya, man!)
Chapter 1: New Beginnings
Jane Byers looked sadly at the face of the sleeping boy in the seat next to her. It had all been very hard on Alex. First Nick's addiction, then Josh moving away, and now this move. She had just decided that Paola held too many memories for them, and that Smallville was just a nice a place to raise a boy. She was worried about him, as well. He'd become increasingly quiet around her, as if there was constantly something on his mind, something bothering him. She loved her son, and she could tell that there was definitely something wrong.
The battered Ford Aerostar drove past the sign that proudly proclaimed "Welcome to Smallville! Meteor capital of the world." She looked around and saw that the main street was packed on this Sunday afternoon. Feeling the effects of the cross-state drive, she stopped in front of a shop called The Beanery and shut off the engine.
"Alex. Wake up, babe. We're here." She patted him as she got out of the van.
"Hrm…" The young man groaned sleepily, then stretched and opened his eyes, a hand flying to his face to shield it from the sun. Wearily, he opened his door and plopped his feet onto the street. He saw the young people gathered inside the shop and felt immediately self-conscious. This place is even more hickville than Paola was, he thought to himself. Most of the people he saw inside were dressed in your stereotype jeans, flannels, and work boots, while he sported skater jeans, his favorite Dragonball Z shirt, and well-battered Adidas Sambas.
"Well, at least there's coffee." He pulled on his wool cap and trudged inside. As he entered he drew a few looks, but didn't notice as he ended up giving a "oh wow" look of his own to a girl sitting near the back with a laptop in her hands. Maybe this town won't be as bad as I thought, he mused, just as he ran into a large something and fell flat on his butt.
"Sorry about that." A voice said as its owner reached a hand down to help him up. Alex took the hand and hopped up.
"No prob, man."
"You must be Alex."
Slightly stunned, Alex took a good look at the guy in front of him. He was wearing a clean pair of jeans and a bright red shirt, with an unruly mop of black hair atop his head.
"That's me, all right. How'd you know?"
"I'm Clark Kent. My mom's heading up the not-so-secret welcoming committee that's meeting around back right now. I guess your family is going to be moving in right around our farm, that's how she knows."
"Gotcha, gotcha. Well, cool. Anyway, I guess I'll, uh, see you at school then."
"I guess so."
Alex looked around one more time, and saw Jane coming back towards him.
"All right hon, I got my coffee. Let's get out to the new place and start unpacking."
"Right. Nice meeting you Clark."
Alex and Jane walked back out to their van, as Clark watched. Chloe momentarily looked up from her laptop and saw the contemplative look on her friend's face. She walked over to him and looked out the window to see the van pulling away.
"What's up, Clark?"
"Oh, nothing. I just met the new kid in town. Seems like a nice guy, but there's something odd about him."
"Then he ought to fit in just fine."